It was indeed Cadman.
While the two groups of people were separated by thousands of kilometers, most of them could only rely on the visual similarity, as well as the logical reasoning of the situation, Goto Masayoshi had already used his special ability to find conclusive evidence.
Although from the perspective of mutual interference, the outline of the human figure in the "lava saliva" had already been changed beyond recognition by the violent aura of the "ugly monkey." But as long as one could grasp the most essential core inside, and then follow the cause and effect to push back, one could basically complete the restoration.
That guy Cadman had a physical body, so he was originally unable to achieve the effect of "Yin Spirit Leaving Body." But Mr. Mo had also considered this point, and used the "lava saliva" to create a temporary container, which could also be called a "cage," to absorb his soul body over, and also achieved a rather complete reflection.
If Cadman didn't mind, it wouldn't be a problem to use that "saliva" as a body.
Goto Masayoshi saw through some things, but the price he had to pay was severe physical discomfort — his eye sockets were burning hot, the dim yellow eyeball was slightly pulsating, bringing up the eyelids and the surrounding blood network, forcing them to increase the speed of blood supply in order to offset the loss of "special vision."
Goto Masayoshi was really having a hard time, the miraculous actions of the eyeball had already exceeded the upper limit of his consciousness control. What was worth rejoicing was that this effort had obtained corresponding results.
And, he had also discovered even more.
In Goto Masayoshi's eyes, the current projection area was like a demonic mirror. It only reflected the most important part, and then made absurd distortions to all other elements.
On both sides of this mirror, no matter whether it was the two parties in the Ti City conference room who were closely related to Cadman, or the "Heavenly people" who were purely there to support, in a sense, had already unified and mutated into a kind of low-level existence.
The number of these people, and the difference in their appearance, seemed to no longer have any practical meaning. If one had to forcefully come up with a meaning, it would probably be equivalent to …
Raw materials?
People could not believe in the correlation between both sides of the "mirror," but this "mirror" was simultaneously reflecting the panic and fear in their hearts, and it was vividly and vividly displayed.
These negative emotions that had been detonated and multiplied continuously were being transformed into a special form of existence on the mental level, or perhaps in the deeper realm, and were communicating with Mr. Mo.
Limited by his own level and comprehension, Gotou Masayoshi was unable to understand too much. He could only make a superficial description — it was roughly like the pervasive dirty smoke, moving through the gaps between the slight lifting of the heavy cloak.
Of course, the smoke leaked out, but the process only happened in an invisible place, in the "black box" deep within the cloak that was difficult to observe.
Over there, there seemed to be a demon enjoying this special ingredient. It was eating clouds and spitting out smoke in a leisurely manner.
And when Goto Masayoshi wanted to pry a step further, what should be sealed was still sealed, what should be chaotic was still chaotic.
It shouldn't be!
Separated by thousands of miles, the consumption of the tyrannical and terrifying soul absorption wasn't enough to affect the cloak's concealment effect?
Or could it be that Mister Mo's level of control over the Bloodflame Order's fundamental power, as well as the corresponding techniques, allowed him to ignore the obstruction of spacetime and casually manipulate a high-ranking member of the Order like Cadman?
If that was the case, Mister Mo's control over the Bloodflame Order was simply unimaginable!
With the existence of such a controller, Madam Halder, as the Officiator, was truly purely used for sacrificial purposes.
Oh, it couldn't be that the sacrificial object would be …
Goto Masayoshi, who had forcefully peeked at this level, was reduced to the level of "most people", who could only use their poor imagination to make conjectures.
At this time, he especially hoped that Captain Jimmy's "hand" could be a bit more forceful than before, or at the very least, create a bigger gap in the cloak!
But the current Captain Jimmy seemed to have been frightened by his thwarted operation. Even though his entire body was covered in armor and his face couldn't be seen, his body showed an obvious sense of stiffness, as if his soul had left his body.
"Jimi-kun …"
"Still no results?"
Somewhat unexpectedly, when Goto Masayoshi called out to Captain Jimmy, the latter also contacted him through the preset communication channel. "Did you see anything? That monster! "
"What?"
"I'm talking about that 'ugly monkey', that largest ape-like creature!"
"So what?"
Captain Jimmy's mood clearly fluctuated. "Dammit, have you been scared silly? It's right there, and you're telling me 'so what?' Don't tell me you're only looking at its drool? "
Goto Masayoshi stared blankly.
That's right, such a large mutant was right in front of him, why didn't he pay attention to it, and instead was only interested in the drool that this guy dripped?
Even though that was also a very important part …
The ape-like creature right in front of him was clearly an extremely powerful mutant. For Mr. Mo to be able to summon it out of nothing, the interference, the consumption, was probably even greater than the long-distance soul-sucking activity under the rules of the Order.
He actually didn't think of something that was clearly in front of him?
Goto Masayoshi faintly felt that it was a bit strange, and felt that Captain Jimmy's mood was too abnormal.
He subconsciously asked, "What did you see?"
"This thing, this thing … You don't know? Dammit, don't tell me you don't have the slightest idea! "
I … Should I know?
Goto Masayoshi was truly a bit confused. He indeed didn't have any related concepts. At this moment, it was as if there was a piece of information that everyone knew, but it was perfectly missed by him.
As a social creature, this kind of feeling was terrible.
But this also stimulated his curiosity to an even greater degree.
The focus of Goto Masayoshi's gaze naturally spread away from that lump of "lava saliva" that was about to fall, and expanded to the related area around it — — that enormous and ugly face that seemed to have half rotted.
The focus of his gaze constantly adjusted, sweeping past the fine scales on the "ugly monkey's" face, the half caved in forehead and crown, the wrinkled flesh, and finally made contact with its protruding crimson eyes.
Large and empty …
This was Goto Masayoshi's first feeling.
But for some reason, he didn't dare to explore further into the depths of the hollow.
In reality, at this moment, the frequency and amplitude of his eyelids' twitching had increased dramatically. His eyelids that were especially loose due to his emaciation couldn't help but droop, but were stimulated by his eyeballs, and bounced back again.
The current Goto Masayoshi seemed to be looking directly at a dazzling light source, looking directly at the sun that was about to rise above and below the horizon.
Completely out of instinct, Goto Masayoshi wanted to turn his face away to avoid a direct attack. He indeed completed this action, but what was truly moving was only his neck and head.
In his eye sockets, the pair of dim yellow eyeballs didn't move. On the contrary, they even pushed open the eyelids that they were trying to cover, and controlled all the related nerves, blood vessels and muscles, staring fixedly at that ape-like creature's ugly face, especially the large and empty bloody eyes, motionlessly.
The dazzling feeling continued to spread over, if it was a normal person, they might have already started crying non-stop. But Goto Masayoshi didn't, because even if the tears were about to flow out, they would still be used by the dim yellow eyeballs as lubricant, better than nothing.
Goto Masayoshi's heartbeat suddenly sped up, part of it was due to the fluctuation of emotions caused by losing control, but the other part, which was also an even more important factor, was that the "eyeballs" needed more blood supply, more nutrition.
Goto Masayoshi's body was heating up, but the pores on his skin were abnormally contracting. It was precisely under such a contradictory reaction that even more energy from his limbs and bones were mobilized, rushing upwards in the most efficient manner for the "eyeballs" to use.
Other than that, there was also the endless sunlight from the outside world …
At this moment, Mister Mo's voice sounded again, as if he was talking to Yin Le:
"Did you see it clearly?"
"Ah, what?"
Yin Le's reaction was similar to Goto Masayoshi and Captain Jimmy. Half a second later, she came back to her senses and asked: "Mister, this, what exactly is this thing?"
"A type of wondrous creation that I discovered in the past, I call it the Rotten Mouth Ape. I only discovered it recently, although it looks a bit ugly, its entire body can be converted into energy. En, it's relatively easy to mold, and its stability isn't bad, it's a natural building material. "
Yin Le: "…"
It was also at this moment that the air seemed to ring out with a slight air explosion, similar to the noise of bubbles bursting and air burning.
It was very easy for normal people to ignore this kind of sound, but a few ability users with keen senses could determine that this sound originated from the "ugly monkey", oh, it should be the "saliva" from the Rotten Mouth Ape's mouth, which meant that it came from Cadman's side.
A judgment was a judgment, but not many people could clearly determine what Cadman was doing.
Until Mister Mo spoke again.
"I'm not angry, why should I be angry? There are people in the Order who are ten times, a hundred times more excessive than you, and their statuses are even higher than yours … … "
Yin Le had been a bit absent-minded ever since the Rotten Mouth Ape appeared. She heard Luo Nan speak of a sensitive topic at this time, and she subconsciously wanted to interrupt: "Mister, don't listen to his sophistry!"
"It's nothing."
Mister Mo slightly tilted his head. His thin and ordinary face formed a marvelous contrast with the Rotten Mouth Ape's enormous face, which was only separated by a fence: "Since the Bloodflame Will was proposed when the Order was founded, it is tantamount to giving up a portion of power and the corresponding design. The only reason why a situation like yours has occurred is because the Bloodsoul Temple, the foundation of the Order, lacks a stable and effective identification and withdrawal mechanism. "
"One is the problem of design ideology, and the other is the problem of design ability. Of course, the lack of reflection and supplementation on the material plane is indeed a troublesome matter … …
"Then there's the problem of the level of the current group of people in the Order. Take Cadman for example. He's a blood-sucking bug, yes, but if there's no improvement in the application of ideas, then the vast majority of people in the Order are essentially no different from him. "
Mister Mo slightly raised his chin when he spoke to this point. He squinted his eyes and looked behind the cloud of fish scales that filled the sky. He looked at the edge of platinum light that cut down: "On this point, some people don't hesitate to use materials, but they do it quite brilliantly."
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